I thought I would give some more detail about how our current relationship first began to evolve. After Mistress Claire first approached me with her findings, there was a small period where not much happened. Obviously, we didn't have sex which wasn't very abnormal for us. She would hardly look at me. Once a couple a week or so went by, we had a long (mostly one-sided) discussion about the major changes that would be happening.
I was to shave my entire body, except my head, and it was to remain completely shaven at all times. She gave me my safeword (which I won't say) and told me the rules on the safeword: if I say it, the relationship is over and she tells everyone we know about my secret. She also made me give her $200 to help pitch in for all the "equipment" she would need. This really excited me, especially when she said that $200 would only pay for about half of what she was buying. Little did I know that I would soon come to fear much of that "equipment."
Mistress then told me to shave my body and come out and stand in front of her when i finished. She told me that tonight would be a big night for me. I had a massive erection the entire time I shaved. When I came out of the bathroom to stand in front of Mistress, she commented on how cute I looked, especially because I was trembling a little. She then told me bend over her knees as she sat on the edge of the bed. I knew a spanking was coming.
She was unrelenting. She spanked my bare ass with her hand as hard as she could for about 5 minutes straight. She spoke to me about how I deserved what I would be getting and she hoped I could handle my new lifestyle. Then i made the mistake of asking if I could eat her out... She spanked me as hard as possible a few times, sternly saying "you may only do what I tell you!" I was told that if I ever got to pleasure her, it would be a huge privilege.
I began to worry and feel some sadness when she told me "we will never have sex again. I hope you know that." It sparked some mixed emotions in me. But I knew that making her happy is ultimately what I wanted. I began to feel fear for the first time when she told me we would be together in other ways that would involve my newly declared pussy. I assumed this was my asshole and I would find out I was right. But that was to come later. "Tonight," she told me, "is your last night to orgasm for a long, long time." That lifted my spirits a little when I realized I would be getting off. She made me lay on my back with my legs up over my head so my erect penis was pointing right at my mouth.
"To show your devotion and sincereness, you will be swallowing your own cum tonight. Shouldn't be too big of a deal... I did for over a year." I was humiliated. She began stroking my penis. After moaning in intense pleasure for about 25 seconds, I shot a full load all over my face. She quickly demanded me to open my mouth wide and she shoved every drop in there. I wasn't allowed to move until I swallowed which I did, despite the bitterness of the cum and the humiliation.
She then allowed me to put my legs down. Mistress then went in the closet and came back with something. I knew what it was right away. It was a chastity device. A cb-6000 to be specific. My heart started beating very fast. She quickly fastened the device around my flaccid penis. I began to harden again almost immediately. But the belt was secure...and relatively uncomfortable. She showed me her two keys. One she said would be placed in a secret spot only she knew about and the other in a safe at home. In case there was an emergency, I would be able to call her and get the code to the safe. She told me she loved me and we talked for about an hour about how we cared for each other and she tried to comfort me in my worried realization that I would never be penetrating her again. Even worse, chances are she would have to find that penetration elsewhere... I hoped cuckoldry wasn't something on her mind.
I then went to bed, embracing my lovely Mistress Claire. It took me awhile to fall asleep because my mind was racing but I was very comforted to have Her in my arms...
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
Monday, May 16, 2011
John's Submission #3
It appears I wasn't thinking when I wrote my last post. I spoke of Claire "snooping" on my computer when she found out. It was not my place to say this and I should have known better. Also, I am supposed to refer to Claire as Mistress or Mistress Claire (not just Claire). I have paid for these infractions with the last 15 minutes of my day.
After posting my last blog post, I got a text from Mistress Claire saying to go to her apartment immediately (yes we live in seperate apartments, both alone). I didn't think much of it because she often demands me to go to her place. Especially lately. Anyway, she had read the post and was rightfully upset by me accusing her of "snooping." It was my fault for searching for that stuff.
I know this is my first post about same-day events and you would probably like a little bit more background and details about our relationship. But under the circumstances, Mistress has asked me to blog immedaitely about tonight's punishment.
I walked into her apartment and she was sitting on her couch watching TV. She immediately got up and walked back to her bedroom, demanding me to follow. I did as I was told, knowing something was going to happen. In her room, she had 3 pillows stacked in the middle of the bed as she often does and she ordered me to take my caning position (I'll go in to more detail about my different positions in another post. Basically, my caning position involves complete nudity and bending over pillows on her bed.).
At this point, it's been over a month since I've been allowed to orgasm with no hope of another one in sight at the moment. So, obviously, I get very turned no when she punishes me. But being turned on doesn't stop it from being insanely painful. She tied me to the bed with the Underbed Restraints she had me buy. They are velcro restraints that come from both ends of the bed. They are impossible to get out of when all limbs are restrained. So each limb was restrained as I bent naked over the 3 pillows, with my ass sticking way up in the air, my penis hardening and straining to be free of it's cage, and my head pushed sideways into the bed.
I don't get much of a view in this position, especially blindfolded. But she didn't blindfold me tonight. She did however, shove her knew penis gag in my mouth. She shoved it back and forth in my mouth causing me to gag a little and drool a bit. Finally she fastened the gag around my head so it was secure in my mouth and all I could do was moan.
She then explained how I messed up talking about her snooping and not referring to her as Mistress. She would be administering 20 strokes from the cane. I hate the cane. It is some random long piece of wood that stings like a bitch and leaves painful welts for days. I've only gotten it 3 times before and 20 is the most I've received at one time. By the 20th, I usually want to cry. This time was no different.
I screamed through my gag with every strong stroke. As she caned me, she asked me questions in her calm voice. Most were along the lines of "do you know why you're being punished?" and "do you realize this only makes it longer until you orgasm again?". I always must respond when she asks me questions during punishments. Even if it's just a mumble through the gag... If I don't then she makes the punishment worse.
After she was done, she comforted me a little by rubbing some cool lotion on my ass while whispering in my ear how determined she was to make me a good slave. Then she untied me and ordered me to go home immediately and write this post.
After posting my last blog post, I got a text from Mistress Claire saying to go to her apartment immediately (yes we live in seperate apartments, both alone). I didn't think much of it because she often demands me to go to her place. Especially lately. Anyway, she had read the post and was rightfully upset by me accusing her of "snooping." It was my fault for searching for that stuff.
I know this is my first post about same-day events and you would probably like a little bit more background and details about our relationship. But under the circumstances, Mistress has asked me to blog immedaitely about tonight's punishment.
I walked into her apartment and she was sitting on her couch watching TV. She immediately got up and walked back to her bedroom, demanding me to follow. I did as I was told, knowing something was going to happen. In her room, she had 3 pillows stacked in the middle of the bed as she often does and she ordered me to take my caning position (I'll go in to more detail about my different positions in another post. Basically, my caning position involves complete nudity and bending over pillows on her bed.).
At this point, it's been over a month since I've been allowed to orgasm with no hope of another one in sight at the moment. So, obviously, I get very turned no when she punishes me. But being turned on doesn't stop it from being insanely painful. She tied me to the bed with the Underbed Restraints she had me buy. They are velcro restraints that come from both ends of the bed. They are impossible to get out of when all limbs are restrained. So each limb was restrained as I bent naked over the 3 pillows, with my ass sticking way up in the air, my penis hardening and straining to be free of it's cage, and my head pushed sideways into the bed.
I don't get much of a view in this position, especially blindfolded. But she didn't blindfold me tonight. She did however, shove her knew penis gag in my mouth. She shoved it back and forth in my mouth causing me to gag a little and drool a bit. Finally she fastened the gag around my head so it was secure in my mouth and all I could do was moan.
She then explained how I messed up talking about her snooping and not referring to her as Mistress. She would be administering 20 strokes from the cane. I hate the cane. It is some random long piece of wood that stings like a bitch and leaves painful welts for days. I've only gotten it 3 times before and 20 is the most I've received at one time. By the 20th, I usually want to cry. This time was no different.
I screamed through my gag with every strong stroke. As she caned me, she asked me questions in her calm voice. Most were along the lines of "do you know why you're being punished?" and "do you realize this only makes it longer until you orgasm again?". I always must respond when she asks me questions during punishments. Even if it's just a mumble through the gag... If I don't then she makes the punishment worse.
After she was done, she comforted me a little by rubbing some cool lotion on my ass while whispering in my ear how determined she was to make me a good slave. Then she untied me and ordered me to go home immediately and write this post.
John's Submission #2
In this post I'm going to give you some details about my relationship with Claire and how we became a couple practicing female domination and male chastity. I'm a 24 year-old caucasian male in pretty good shape. 6 feet tall, about 180 pounds, with brown hair. I'm currently employed at a software company in Texas. I met Claire in college. She is the most beautiful girl in the world, in my opinion. Also caucasian, she is 23 years old, 5'5, 130 pounds, with long dark brown hair, and kind of tan. She works at a small marketing firm in my same city. Her breasts aren't huge, being single Cs, but I like them that way. Her ass is really her best quality. She has a firm, yet large and round ass and stunning legs.
We met at a fraternity party. All the guys were talking about who would get her for the night. And I came out on top. We started dating and have had a very fulfilling relationship for the past two years, up until about 4 or 5 months ago. I started losing interest in her because of my secret obsession with male chastity and female domination. All I would do all day besides go to work was research male chastity and femdom online. Every night I would watch femdom videos, usually masterbating multiple times in a single day. And I would never want to have sex with her because I would have masterbated multiple times already that day.
2 months ago, Claire was using my computer one morning while I was still asleep. I had forgotten to delete my history from the day before and thanks to her snooping, she found out all about my secret fantasy of being chastised, sodomized, punished, and controlled by a beautiful woman. When she first approached me about it, I tried to deny it. But it was obvious. She told me she needed some time to think. The following day we met up at my apartment and we discussed what she had found. She was confused and angry. She felt unwanted and unappreciated.She asked me how often I masterbate to that kind of stuff and I told her "multiple times a day." At this she got very angry.
Surprisingly, right when I thought it was going to end, she gave me an ultimatum..."either you become completely chaste for me and become my permanent slave, or this relationship ends." Obviously, I chose to become her slave and here we are. She had done research the previous night and learned all about the lifestyle and how it could also benefit her. I have a safeword that I will not say here. If I ever don't want to obey her or wish her to stop dominating me, I can say the safeword. However, if I do, the relationship is over for good. Stay posted for more details leading up to my present lifestyle. I will try and post at least a few times a week.
We met at a fraternity party. All the guys were talking about who would get her for the night. And I came out on top. We started dating and have had a very fulfilling relationship for the past two years, up until about 4 or 5 months ago. I started losing interest in her because of my secret obsession with male chastity and female domination. All I would do all day besides go to work was research male chastity and femdom online. Every night I would watch femdom videos, usually masterbating multiple times in a single day. And I would never want to have sex with her because I would have masterbated multiple times already that day.
2 months ago, Claire was using my computer one morning while I was still asleep. I had forgotten to delete my history from the day before and thanks to her snooping, she found out all about my secret fantasy of being chastised, sodomized, punished, and controlled by a beautiful woman. When she first approached me about it, I tried to deny it. But it was obvious. She told me she needed some time to think. The following day we met up at my apartment and we discussed what she had found. She was confused and angry. She felt unwanted and unappreciated.She asked me how often I masterbate to that kind of stuff and I told her "multiple times a day." At this she got very angry.
Surprisingly, right when I thought it was going to end, she gave me an ultimatum..."either you become completely chaste for me and become my permanent slave, or this relationship ends." Obviously, I chose to become her slave and here we are. She had done research the previous night and learned all about the lifestyle and how it could also benefit her. I have a safeword that I will not say here. If I ever don't want to obey her or wish her to stop dominating me, I can say the safeword. However, if I do, the relationship is over for good. Stay posted for more details leading up to my present lifestyle. I will try and post at least a few times a week.
John's Submission - Intro
Hi all. My name is John. I am a male submissive who has been in chastity for two months at the will of my girlfriend, Claire. In that two months, I have been allowed only one orgasm. At first, the lifestyle was very foreign to me and took quite awhile to get used to. But I am slowly becoming a devoted slave to Claire and I have come to know my place in our relationship. I am completely submissive and do whatever Claire demands of me, including keeping my penis locked up in a cb-6000 male chastity device 24/7. Only she has a key. If I ever fail to meet her expectations, I am severly punished, verbally and physically. I have come to terms with the fact that I will orgasm very few times for the remainder of my life. Claire and I are both interested in a full life together... a life in which I almost never orgasm again (possibly never at all). She has ordered me to make a blog in which I document how our relationship evolves due to this strange change in our lives. My next post will give some background about how we came to be a male-chastity lifestyle-practicing couple.
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